Harry Potter and the Beach Vacation: chapter 5
pairings: HP/SS, DM/NL, RW/HG
author's note: Short Chapter! I have gotten many requests for Draco/Neville, and I think that fits in nicely with my grand scheme! On with the show!
The beach was blazing with light and heat. Harry had to sprint on his tiptoes to keep the burning sand from swamping his sandals. Snape and the rest of the group trailed behind him, carrying various parcels. Lucius and Draco were dragging a cooler between them, Neville had a boogie-board and the umbrella, and Ron was carrying a huge bag of various plastic shovels, buckets, and sieves. Harry and Ron didn't care if Snape sneered at their grabbing for the toys, they were gonna build a sand castle!
The other groups planted themselves about ten feet from the water's edge, then they all dropped their packs as one and charged, screaming, into the water. Harry started to follow the others' lead when he stopped short, trying to look exasperated. It wasn't working very well, since his eyes shone with a wicked gleam.
"Bloody Hell, I forgot to put on lotion! Ron-er...." He trailed off, noticing that everyone except McGonagall and Snape were splashing in the water playfully. His Transfiguration teacher was spreading out a towel, and laying down belly-first to sunbathe.
Snape was setting up the umbrella and chairs. Harry tiptoed over to him.
"Ah, Professor? I was wondering if you could, ah...." He held out the sun tan lotion bottle, and turned around, pointing at his unprotected back. Snape started, horrified at what he was being asked to do, because he desperately wanted to do it. 'Aaaw, shite' he thought ruefully, continuing to fiddle with the umbrella.
"Can't Weasley or Granger, or even that bloody Hagrid help you?" He sniped, rearranging the beach chairs next.
"They are already in the water, and you're right here, so please?" And reluctantly, Snape took the bottle, and squirted a small portion into his hand. Phase One of Operation Snape Seduction has commenced.
Harry gasped as the cold liquid was pressed into his back by warm hands. Snape moved them fast over his shoulder blades and neck, then down to his lower back. Harry made sure to moan appreciatively, and had to hide a smirk when Snape's hands trembled slightly. Abruptly, all the nice lotion massaging stopped, and Harry whined mournfully.
"Done. Now get out of my sight." The tall man muttered, wiping his hands on a towel, and dropping himself into one of the brilliantly striped chairs. Harry made pouty lips and hopped over to the water. He made sure to give the potions professor a great view of his bum as he leaned over to pick up shells. Snape deliberately ignored him when Harry turned his way, but stared transfixed at his crush's butt when no one was looking. Then Ron called to his best friend, who laughed and dove straight into the chilly water. When he popped back up, Snape shivered when the teen cried out from the cold sensation. Hair dripping wet, breathing heavily, with trunks sticking to his thighs and his mouth open with pleasant shock, Harry was Snape's Beach Sex God.
An hour later, the boys and Hermione were immersed in making a gigantic sand replica of Hogwarts. Dumbledore and Hagrid were eagerly involved. The old headmaster was absorbed in placing dried seaweed, sea grape leaves, and shells strategically among the castle's parapets and turrets. Hagrid was carting buckets of wet sand from the surf edge to their building site. Harry and his friends were coated in a thick layer of sand. Draco was actually participating, much to Snape's utter astonishment. He was busy assisting Neville in happily collecting seashells for the decorations. They also seemed to be enjoying a conversation of mindless chatter.
Lucius, soaked from his swim, collapsed next to his Slytherin peer. "Beautiful day, eh?"
Snape stared at the blonde man. "Have you utterly lost your senses? It's absolutely disgusting!" The elder Malfoy laughed and pinched the professor's pallid cheek. "You never were one for good wholesome sunshine, were you, Vampire?" Snape tried to look dignified while the wealthy pureblood shook his face like a slab of flubber. Needless to say he didn't pull it off.
"Geroff me, you imbecilic maniac!" Severus shook off the laughing Malfoy, pushed himself out of his chair, and headed down to the water. Harry waited until the man had fully submerged himself in the salt water before getting up from the sand castle, yelling that he was going to wash off, and charging into the ocean. Snape never knew what hit him.
He was sweeping the water from his eyes, when something pinched his ass. Yelping and spinning in the water, he didn't spot what caused his bum to sting. But when he finished his 360, all he saw was Harry Potter, a freakishly large grin on his face, emerging from the water to help finish the work of art in the sand. And Snape only imagined the sexy teen winking seductively at him....right?
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At the hotel, everyone dried off and hopped into the shower in turn. Donning their casual muggle clothes, the group headed out of the suite with their eyes bright, hair shampooed, and pockets full of American money begging to be spent. Off to the mall they went!
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author's note: *sighs exasperatedly (is that a word? My spell checker doesn't seem to think so)* I finally finished this chapter. Sorry it took forever. I'm currently working on my other stories, so I have to squeeze in this one inbetween those. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Please continue doing so!